“Superman doesn’t make much money, saving the word from somebody Grundy…”
AIEEEEE!
99 bottles of beer on the wall,
99 bottle of beer.
Take one down,
pass it around,
98 bottles of beer on the wall…
Sing until you’re silly. Repeat as necessary. Surely that’ll help.
Sing, or enact?
You do much enacting of that one and you won’t have to worry about earworms for days. 
Ooohhh - this calls for a dose of The Eurythmics (or Marilyn Manson, whichever you prefer):
Sweet dreams are made of these
Who am I to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody’s lookin’ for something…
Lather, rinse, and repeat. And repeat. And repeat. And repeat. And repeat…
Gah! I hate that song.